Sunday, November 1, 2020
Memoirs I Enjoyed
Monday, September 21, 2020
Wherein I rhapsodize about Piers Anthony.
Oh, man. Where do I even begin? Piers Anthony, the creative genius, the prolific writer, the ballsy wacko. This dude is 86 years old right now, and still cranking out books and a monthly newsletter. I'm a lifelong superfan of (almost) everything he creates.
So I must've been about 11 when I read my first Xanth book, Demons Don't Dream (1994), and I've been hooked ever since. Of course, the first book in the Xanth series is A Spell for Chameleon (1977), which happens to be my favorite book of all time. It has everything I could ever want in a fantasy novel: humor, a quest, and interesting characters. I mean, you have the perfect anti-hero/foil in poor, (supposedly) doomed Bink, The way his surroundings play off him is hilarious and masterful writing. I've read this book countless times, and I recommend it to people a few times a week. It's my go-to comfort read.
But while Piers Anthony might be best known for the Xanth series, he has written many, many more books about a vast variety of subjects. For example, the second-most common book that I recommend is Rings of Ice (1974). It's definitely considered sci-fi, and it's about as far from the happy, light fantasy of Xanth as you can get. It's a dystopian kind of action-adventure, and grittier than his other works. Basically, Earth is flooding and humans are trying to find high ground and survive, no matter what they have to do along the way.
I feel that I must include a mention of 2 of his strangest works. Pornucopia (1989) and The Magic Fart. Here's the goodreads description of Pornucopia: "Pornucopia is a picaresque black comedy that transgresses all bounds of everyday good taste. It begins in a near-future world where sex-vending machines and genital transplants are taken for granted. " Yep. This book is insane. I could see where it was supposed to go, but it missed the mark. The description doesn't do it justice. . . . I mean, the main character swaps out his tiny ween for a muti-tool (various sizes and shapes and uses). He then goes on a journey and his multi-functional member helps along the way. I can never regain the time I spent reading this. The Magic Fart is the sequel, and I did not read it.
(Wait a second. Now that I've mentally revisited Pornucopia, I kinda want to try it again. I think I was in my late teens when I first read it.😉)
So anyway, I've been hoping for a Xanth movie for YEARS. It's been in talks many, many, many times, but never goes into production. I would love to see a movie of A Spell for Chameleon. But I'm extremely worried about it because of the pattern that's emerged: Isaac Asimov died before his book, I, Robot, was made into a movie . . . And Douglas Adams, Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, same thing. Those are two very similar authors . . .
I just remembered a relevant song
Detachable Penis by King Missile:
Sunday, June 28, 2020
Assaulted at the gas station
So, I work from 8 AM to 4:30 PM Monday through Friday for a library system. I stop at the same gas station every morning on my way to work, usually for a fountain drink, a donut, cheetos, or candy. I'm a creature of habit, always parking in the same spot if it's available. A few days ago, I tried to park in my usual spot at the gas station, and accidentally tapped the car perpendicular to me. The other car was not parked within the lines, which was why I misjudged the space. It was the lightest of taps, causing no damage, but I was prepared to apologize to the other driver.
However, by the time I stood up out of my car, the other driver was already around hers and yelling at me. I tried to show her that our cars were both undamaged, but she would not let me speak. She was irate, with crazy eyes and crazier hair. She was waving her arms and screaming, "You stupid bitch!" over and over. Then, while I was still staring dumbfounded at her, she began shoving me and saying, "Oh no. Oh no. Oh no." It was like she was possessed. At about this time, my adrenaline kicked in and I began to both notice my surroundings and take defensive measures. There was a gas station employee standing on the curb right by our cars, and she was trying to get the crazy lady's attention away from me. Some other people were standing around watching. My immediate instinct was to GET AWAY. I gave one last fleeting thought to my fountain drink, opened my car door, and attempted to get back inside my car.
Monday, June 15, 2020
My Experience With White Privilege
One evening, probably around midnight or later, I was ending my late shift at DQ. I gave a coworker a ride home, and headed home myself. Now, my parents lived 13 miles away from the Dairy Queen, most of it outside town, and I usually made this drive with the radio blaring and no regard for the speed limit. I also had a bad tendency to daydream while driving. So I'm driving along Midwest Blvd, singing to the radio, when I notice flashing lights behind me. I don't remember a siren, but I did have the music up loud, so who knows? That detail is lost in time. Anyway. I have no idea how long the cop has been behind me, but I'm choosing to believe I noticed it sooner rather than later. So, I panic. I've never been pulled over before, and I want to do it correctly, so I'm freaking out wondering what stretch of road I should pull over on, am I supposed to signal, etc. I quickly went from going 68 mph to around 20 mph. I was still undecided as to what I should do as I approached 29th street, and the light went red.
So I stopped for the light. I believe I was thinking something along the lines of "I shouldn't run a red light while a cop is tailing me." So I STOPPED FOR THE LIGHT. Meanwhile, the cop had called for backup, so by the time I turned left onto 29th street there were a total of FOUR police cars following me. I was losing my shit trying to figure out where to pull over, and yes, I'm still driving very slowly. Crawling, really. With 4 police cars behind me. I remember I crossed a bridge because I didn't know if it was okay to pull over on the bridge. I finally almost parked, but had to keep moving when I saw the fire hydrant. I remembered from the Oklahoma Driver Manuel that you're not supposed to block fire hydrants, and I was trying to not make matters worse.
So, after leading the police on a mile-long low-speed chase, I pulled to a stop just beyond the fire hydrant. I remember I rolled down the window, but the cop suggested I get out of the car. Suddenly, I'm standing by a female cop while a few other cops investigate my car and one male cop (the first one to follow me) asks me questions. I don't remember a lot of them, but I do recall him asking why I was speeding, why I was out so late, and why it took me so long to pull over. I probably said that I wasn't aware I was speeding. I do know that I told him I was driving home from work, because he said I was out past curfew. I also remember explaining that I had never been pulled over before, so I wasn't sure of the process. In hindsight, I'm sure I came off as a total spazz. Meanwhile, the other officers started leaving. They gave the car a thorough search, but since it was my dad's car, they didn't find anything incriminating. Haha, just a bunch of computer-related equipment and junk in the backseat. No gun, no drugs, just a stupid teenage girl.
I ended up with a reckless driving ticket, however, I did get the distinct feeling that the main cop was very aggravated with me, and at the fact that the worst he could do to me was that reckless driving citation. I wish I could remember what he said to me.
It's been 20 years since that night, and I've never done more than laugh about it in remembrance. My dad has been known to tell the story while laughing and slapping his knee, like it's a family joke. Don't get me wrong- it definitely is a family joke to us, and especially to my dad, but now I look back and think about how lucky I was. I'm white. As white as it gets. Blonde and blue. I'm female. 20 years ago, I was a silly teenage girl-next-door. At no time during this incident was I handcuffed or roughed-up or restrained in any way. I don't think I was body-searched. I was allowed to remain free-standing next to the female cop while the others searched the car. The officers just kind of deflated when I stepped out of the car and revealed my teenage ditzy self. My WHITE FEMALE teenage ditzy self.
Friday, May 8, 2020
Am I Supposed to Be Here??
Enter technology, i.e. medical advances. I should never have survived past infancy, and my body has continued trying to break me down my entire life, including being vastly mysterious to doctors. My brain chemicals even joined the fight. If it wasn't one thing, it was another. Congenital heart defects (requiring surgery at 3 months old and 10 years old) would have taken me out before I turned one without medical intervention. But let's talk about my mom- she had open heart surgery at age 12 or 13. Would she have survived to get pregnant and birth me without fixing her heart condition?
And then there's the MAJOR guilt I feel over having kids myself. My youngest was born with the worst heart issues our family has ever seen. He had his second heart surgery at 9 years old, and he might need another in the future. Hell, so might I.
My question is- at what point does this become unacceptable? Should the government intervene in families like mine to stop us from progenating? That's kind of extreme, but people like me really aren't strengthening the human race. We are starting to be born without a tailbone or appendix or wisdom teeth. We are evolving, so why am I here? I'm just a defective model.
Wednesday, March 25, 2020
Pandemic 2020
What is wrong with me? Why am I so depressed? Why am I not happy at being paid to play hooky? Why am I having so much trouble reading, when that is one of my favorite things?
Why do I just want to sleep until it's all over?
I can't muster any energy or motivation. Not even for this.
Friday, January 3, 2020
2019 Books
I've used Goodreads to keep track and gather the stats.
Physical books: 19
Audiobooks: 32
22 fiction
24 memoirs/biographies
4 other non-fiction
1 poetry collection
Physical Books
1. Bird Box by Josh Malerman, 5 stars
My review: Very quick read. Extremely suspenseful, it activated my imagination and conjured my worst fears.
2. Of Blood and Bone by Nora Roberts, 5 stars
My review: An excellent follow-up to Year One. I can't wait for the last of this trilogy to come out. A departure from the books NR is known for, this story is grander in scope, and dystopian in nature.
3. The Best of Us by Robyn Carr, 3 stars
My review: While I loved the story, I found the writing to be very stilted. I have read many books by this author, and this was the first that was not very well-written. Maybe it was rushed?
4. Untouchable by Jayne Ann Krentz, 5 stars
My review: Satisfying conclusion to the trilogy.
5. Connections in Death by JD Robb, 4 stars
My review: Nice continuation of the characters we love.
6. Watcher in the Woods by Kelley Armstrong, 5 stars
7. Tripping on a Halo by Alessandra Torre, 4 stars
8. To Make Monsters Out of Girls by Amanda Lovelace (poetry), 5 stars
9. The Bookshop on the Corner by Jenny Colgan, 5 stars
10. Storm Cursed by Patricia Briggs, 5 stars
11. The Amateurs by Liz Harmer, 4 stars
12. Under Currents by Nora Roberts, 4 stars
13. The Flatshare by Beth O'Leary, 5 stars
My review: Lovely book. Can't wait for the next.
14. Vendetta in Death by JD Robb, 4 stars
15. Born in Ice by Nora Roberts, 4 stars
16. Meant to be Yours by Susan Mallery, 4 stars
17. The Shape of Night by Tess Gerritsen, 3 stars
18. The Rise of Magicks by Nora Roberts, 4 stars
19. Repercussions by Marion G. Harmon, 5 stars
Audiobooks
1. You're Never Weird on the Internet by Felicia Day, 4 stars
2. You'll Grow Out of It by Jessi Klein, 4 stars
3. Invisible: How Young Women with Serious Health Issues Navigate Work, Relationships, and the Pressure to Seem Just Fine by Michele Lent Hirsch, 5 stars
4. Brave by Rose McGowan, 4 stars
5. Riding the Elephant by Craig Ferguson, 4 stars
6. Dirty Daddy by Bob Saget, 4 stars
7. Born Standing Up by Steve Martin, 4 stars
8. Stories I Only Tell My Friends by Rob Lowe, 5 stars
My review: I never really thought about Rob Lowe, as I haven't seen the West Wing or many of his movies, but this book won me over. He is a very thoughtful, candid, talented, and funny dude. He does great impressions of other celebrities, which was a shock to me. I always considered him the straight man amongst hilarity. This book is definitely worth reading.
9. The Bassoon King by Rainn Wilson, 4 stars
My review: Fascinating individual.
10. Hillbilly Elegy by JD Vance, 5 stars
My review: Success story with considerable insight into a specific culture that many people overlook.
11. Nomadland by Jessica Bruder, 4 stars
12. Evicted by Matthew Desmond, 5 stars
13. Maid by Stephanie Land, 5 stars
My review: Inspiring story and excellently written.
14. Bossypants by Tina Fey, 4 stars
15. Girl Walks Into a Bar by Rachel Dratch, 4 stars
16. Almost Interesting by David Spade, 5 stars
17. Sadie by Courtney Summers, 5 stars
My review: I listened to the audiobook, and it was excellent. Pretty good performance by the voice actors.
18. Lady Killers: Deadly Women Throughout History by Tori Telfer, 4 stars
My review: Informative and interesting.
19. Fat Vampire by Johnny B Truant, 4 stars
20. Tastes Like Chicken by Johnny B Truant, 4 stars
21. Why We Don't Suck by Denis Leary, 5 stars
22. Angela's Ashes by Frank McCourt, 5 stars
My review: Best memoir I've ever heard. The author narrates it himself.
23. Ghost in the Wires: My Adventures as the World's Most Wanted Hacker by Kevin D Mitnick, 5 stars
24. Buseyisms by Gary Busey, 4 stars
25. As You Wish by Cary Elwes, 5 stars
26. Love Life by Rob Lowe, 5 stars
27. Inside Out by Demi Moore, 5 stars
28. Gwendy's Button Box by Stephen King, 4 stars
29. Call the Midwife by Jennifer Worth, 5 stars
My review: Excellent storytelling. I felt as if I were there in London with the author. Incredible.
30. Shrill by Lindy West, 4 stars
31. I am C-3PO by Anthony Daniels, 4 stars
32. Dear Girls by Ali Wong, 5 stars